#Chapter56
/"You know, you have to eat at some point./" The guard snapped at me. I scowled and pushed the tray away. /"Fine, starve. I don't care./" He grunted. He stormed out of the cell and slammed the door after him.
I have no idea where I am. After I passed out, I woke up locked in a tiny iron crate. I have to stay curled up, I can't stretch my legs and I can't shift otherwise it would be painful and I'd probably break all my bones. They've thought this through.
Whatever they shot me with was without a doubt the work of a witch. I bet they perfected their serum or whatever on that Dark wolf they had. This serum is some powerful stuff, it had me hallucinating my mum. Out of everyone I could imagine, it had to have been her. What kind of voodoo shit are they playing with?
